Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman
Chap4. Ritual Completion

A ray of yellowish light had peeked out from a distance. The sun's gallant poked out of the dispute. Birds chirping - birds interlocked greet the arrival of the morning.

Morning that should look so cool and refreshing, feels so gripping and terrible. Some residents have returned to their homes.

"Sir, we better get out of this village. Danger sir!" said one of the residents before leaving the house Mr. Rt.

"But where are we going sir? Not all residents have relatives outside this village!" timpal is one more.

"Then, how about we just let the women go! We are equally helping Heru and his friends tonight. This village is the only place we live. We must be able to maintain what we have," said Mr. Bandi chimed.

"Yes! Agree," shouted some of the other residents.

Mr. Rt still looks worried about the decision he will take. Heru is seen approaching Mr. Rt and whispering something to him.

"But gaffer, mother - mother! Let Mas Jagad explain," said Mr. Rt, "please mas!" mr. Rt invited Jagad to speak to some residents who are still gathered at Mr. Rt's house.

"Oh njih sir! Just go right, sir, buk! Looks like we can't get out of this village anymore. But, if it is the father, mother still wants to stay out, yes monggo I please," explained Jagad.

"Loh! Why can't you?" ask one of the people.

"There is a supernatural fence that was deliberately created to lock us all up here" replied Jagad honestly.

Since dawn, Jagad tried to find a way out to bring Thunder to the hospital. However, he continued to spin around on the way out of the village. The incident continued to repeat until Jagad gave up and decided to return to the house of Mr. Rt.

All residents who heard the narration of Jagad felt very disappointed and frightened. If it is true that tonight is the peak of the yellow full moon, then it is certain that many women will become the victim.

"So, don't you want us to have to face it?" ask mr. Rt.

"Yes sir, for that I need the help of my fathers. Help me find the yellow bamboo around here" Jagad explained.

"Back of my house a lot of mas!" yusuf.

"Well then we will make weapons from yellow bamboo as much as - a lot," said Jagad and replied to a nod by the residents.

***

Some men began to prepare to search for the yellow bamboo that the Jagad meant.

"Her! You prepare everything here with your mother, weapons problems let me take care. Don't forget to watch Thunder, keep reading his healing prayers and apply the oil I gave you around his wound!" the Order of the Jagad to Heru.

"Ready man!" exclaim Heru.

Some residents who went home first, appear to be flocking to leave the village. However, just like what happened to Jagad this morning, they kept turning around and could not penetrate out of the village.

"Damn it! Why can't we get out!" one of the residents named Dimas.

"Dim! How's this? We keep muting!" said Dani.

"We're back, mom! It may be true said Mr. Rt, we are not able to get out of this village," said Nining Dimas' wife.

"Suck!" it's Dimas again.

Dimas and some of the people behind him finally decided to return. They all returned to Mr. Rt's house in disappointment.

"Mas! Where are the others?" good Tanya to Heru.

"Find the yellow bamboo mas!" replied Heru who was climbing a coconut tree in front of Rt's house.

Heru slash some fire sticks to serve as additional weapons.

"We'll help you out here!" dimas Proposal.

"Yes mas, you help frenetic misahin from the trunk, later let me take care of the rest," said Heru who is still cool nangkring on the tree while enjoying the young coconut he just picked.

Everyone was busy preparing all the weaponry they would use later tonight. Although in fact they are still confused as to what and who they will be dealing with.

"Someone who deliberately raised Woro, will be present directly to unite in the place where Woro was confined," a whisper was heard by Thunder who was still lying, "take a black comb that stuck in his hair," he continued.

Thunder opened his eyes wide after hearing the whisper. Trying to get out of bed, he turned to his cracked phone.

"Sundle! Hp credit even broke!" grumbling Thunder, he tried to push the power button and hope the phone is revived, but apparently his phone is really not saved.

He walked out of the house, he came after Dimas and the others. Seeing Heru who was even cool to enjoy young coconuts on the tree, the evil soul of Thunder also appeared.

He walked closer to the coconut tree that was not too high but also not too short. With the rest of his strength he shook - shake the coconut tree until Heru was aghast and almost fell.

"Astagfirrullahal! Arep tibo I'm a cok!" rutuk Heru on Thunder.

"Mudoon! Others work even good - enjoy! Here's share!" thunder said.

"Yell in! It was good again - good to be disturbed. Yeah, I'm not taking it. Catch ya!" shouted Heru annoyed.

"Capture your bald! I hit my head with Her," protested Thunder.

"Here, padune ora isoh!" ledek Heru's.

"Woo..., no wobbly maneh pohone kawus!" reply Thunder while preparing - ready to shake the tree in front of him.

"Ora mas, ora! Forgive me!" said Heru frightened.

***

"Gun, are you sure you want to fight?" ask Jagad who is preparing his Damarwulan keris.

"I will go to the sacred well" said Guntur.

"For what?" ask Jagad.

"The man who deliberately released Nyi Woro will come to perfect his ritual in that well" Thunder explained.

"Who? Nyi Woro's? Do you know whose name Gun is? No one knows his name" asked Jagad curiously.

"Uhm, from the figure who claimed her husband during life," Thunder finally explained all about Nyi Woro to Jagad.

Jagad just kept quiet and listened to Thunder's story carefully.

***

Thunder walked alone along the path to the sacred well located at the end of the village.

The night felt so quiet, silent and gripping. Not a single night animal made a sound, only the sound of thunder footsteps could be heard so loud in the ear.

Thunder settles - the precipitate looks for the safest place to scout the area around the sacred well.

Meanwhile, at home Mr. Rt Jagad was together - the same as the residents plugged yellow bamboo rinses around the house of Mr. Rt. Each bamboo blade there are two yellow strands that deliberately Jagad tie. Jagad uses the two objects as a means of supernatural fences to guard the citizens who are inside.

After all, Jagad asked all residents to enter the house. The clock is at 10 p.m., the full moon is fully shining. The jagad began to feel a calamitous chill was present. He immediately gave a code to Heru who was in the house with the citizens to immediately chant the holy verses together. Jagad sat cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard of Mr. Rt's house, he brought the Damarwulan keris to his chest, then he opened his inner eyes completely.

There are dozens of pocongs hanging on trees around Mr. Rt's house. There are also other strange creatures that appear to surround the house. They all stared intently at the Jagad.

One by one the creatures began to attack the Jagad. The jagad uses its keris to fend off any attack from the demit - the demit.

Ummmmmm....

The sound of a bang - the thump from the friction of energy clashing against each other began to ripple out. The sky began to rumble violently, along with the chanting of holy verses that continue to flow from within the house.

It appears that the creatures are trying to break into the house by force. Jagad with all his might, continue to attack the creatures.

***

A middle-aged woman was seen coming to the sacred well alone. The woman who carried the cantile and jasmine flowers stood facing the old well while casting a spell.

The thunder that saw it immediately prepared from its hiding. However, his intention was stopped when he saw the woman slowly began to remove her clothes one by one, to show her innocent body without a thread.

Thunder was seen several times gulping at the look of the woman's dandy. Although he looked not young anymore, but his body shape was still able to shake the defenses of Thunder as a normal man.

"Astagfirrullahal! Forward sin, do not go forward wretched! Damnit damnit! Why open it - the opening is the ritual," muttered Thunder.

Thunder walked towards the woman standing up slowly. Just a few steps closer, the woman seemed to be aware of the presence of Thunder and turned her head back.

"Wusshhh.., bushyet!" thunder inner shouted as he looked at the beautiful sight of the female body from the front. Thunder took pains to control his maleness soul.

"Hahhahha..., what's good? You want it?" seduce the woman, "wait, after the ritual you can do anything. Just help me finish my ritual!" continued the woman in a seductive voice as she walked closer towards Thunder.

"Hmm.., what a pity! I came to thwart your ritual," said Thunder flatly.

"What's? Insolent," the woman began to attack Thunder with a small knife she took from the tray.

The woman looked so good that she swung her knife at Thunder. The woman's kicks and punches show that she is not an indiscriminate woman. His martial arts were almost equivalent to Trisnya the Pakugeni buncen.

The thunder slightly had difficulty fending off any attacks from the woman. Sometimes he grimaced in pain holding onto his chest as the woman managed to land a punch right in the scar of his supernatural.

Cryingggs....

The sound of friction of the woman's knife with a dagger belonging to Thunder clashing against each other.

Brugh's....

Thunder banged against a large tree near the well. He took a handful of earth, and he recited a prayer, after which he threw the earth on the woman's face.

"Aaaaakkkkhhh" the woman cried out in pain holding her eye which was hit by the ground throwing from Thunder.

Thunder immediately took advantage of the opportunity to take the black comb that stuck in his hair.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhh..," the woman groaned so loudly and eeriely as Thunder managed to pluck the black comb out of her hair, "return it, give it back!" coined.

Slowly the woman's body turned thinner and wrinkled, her face also increasingly looks terrible with scabs in some parts.

"So, this comb is the binder!" inner Thunder.

The woman took a handful of flowers from the tray, then put them in a mouthpiece and chewed them. He cast a long spell, which I don't know what it means.

The ground trembled violently, the wind as if it was spinning around where Thunder was standing. The well that had been covered in stone piles slowly opened. It appeared that a terrifying black hand was trying to come out from within that sacred well.

Thunder took a dagger from inside his jacket, he began to cast a spell and prepared to attack the creature before him.

Seriate....